[ti:I'm Yours]
[ar:The Script]
[al:The Script]
[by:lrc.d4321.com]
[00:17.970] You touch these tired eyes of mine
[00:24.040] And map my face out line by line,
[00:28.440] And somehow growing old feels fine.
[00:35.920] Listen close for I'm not smart:
[00:41.760] You wrap your thoughts in works of art,
[00:46.390] And they're hanging on the walls of my heart.
[00:54.240] I may not have the softest touch;
[00:58.300] I may not say the words as such,
[01:03.110] And though I may not look like much, I'm yours.
[01:11.950] And though my edges may be rough;
[01:16.790] I never feel I'm quite enough;
[01:21.700] It may not seem like very much, but I'm yours.
[01:49.050] You healed these scars over time:
[01:55.300] Embraced my soul, you loved my mind.
[01:59.690] You're the only angel in my life.
[02:08.350] The day news came my best friend died,
[02:13.340] my knees went weak; you saw me cry.
[02:17.800] Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes.
[02:26.020] I may not have the softest touch;
[02:29.670] I may not say the words as such,
[02:34.670] And though I may not look like much, I'm yours.
[02:43.670] And though my edges may be rough;
[02:48.190] I never feel I'm quite enough;
[02:53.150] It may not seem like very much, but I'm yours.
[03:42.630] I may not have the softest touch;
[03:47.650] I may not say the words as such,
[03:52.290] I know I don't fit in that much, but I'm yours.